The devil **IS** a liar!!!!

I have been trying to work my way through the house to clean, sort, pack and give things away. The other week I cleaned out my dresser drawers. Thursday I took the 2 full trash bags (reused store bags) to the living room to ask my son to take out for me. In my head I asked him to take them out, but I never verbally asked him too.
When I woke up Friday, I was quickened in my spirit to get up and get my paperwork in order. There are things I need to print and things I need to get copied. First I could not find my portfolio where I stored all of my authenticated documents. I started to fret but then I began to pray in the Holy Ghost. I found it. I proceeded to go through the list of required documents and note what needed to be copied and the number that I needed. I got to "passport" and went to my bedroom to get it out of my drawer. It wasn't there. I looked everywhere. I looked everywhere again. I prayed. I searched. I prayed. I searched. Nothing. I had to go to a hair appointment, followed by a visit with a friend, followed by dinner with another friend. No more time to search. When I returned home in the wee hours of the morning, I searched some more. My husband made me go to bed and told me to sleep on it. I dreamt about it. When I woke up, I checked the place where I dreamt I found it. It was not there. I started thinking about the day I cleaned out my dresser drawers. I started to get annoyed. The Bible says the violent take it by force. I started speaking to my situation. I said, "The devil IS a liar! I will leave on that passport that You orchestrated me getting all those years ago for this very purpose! My flight will not be delayed! I will NOT get a new passport! I will NOT pay for a new passport!" And then I immediately turned to leave my room, went out to the living room to the bags that I placed there a few days before. I picked up the white bag, looked at the side where I could clearly see a blue/black rectangular shape. I patted it. I opened the bag, slid my hand down the side and pulled out my passport!!!
Now you must understand, trash NEVER stays in my house. My husband and son IMMEDIATELY take out my trash. I never told my son to take it out. He didn't know it was there. My husband saw it Friday while I was at my hair appointment. He was going to take it out. He asked my son if it was trash and he didn't know so my husband left it. He almost took it out again Saturday morning, but again he did not know...
THE TRASH????? MY PASSPORT WAS IN THE TRASH???? All I could say was, I guess I am on  the right path because the devil is trying awfully hard to delay me. It would not have stopped me, but it could have delayed me.
All praises to God!!!!